“Hot…”
Waves of heat surged through her body. Su Su’s rosy lips parted slightly, the discomfort unbearable.
Her small hands deftly slipped past the buttons of the man beneath her, touching a cool, firm softness. She subconsciously gave it a squeeze.
“Su Su! Let go! Do you know what you’re doing?” A cold, angry voice rang in her ear.
Su Su’s eyes were unfocused. She slapped the man across the face with a crisp sound. “Be good! Listen to me—I won’t treat you badly!” As she spoke, she twisted her slender waist, trying to sit up.
Qin Xutao’s eyes were bloodshot. No longer able to restrain himself, he let out a low roar, flipped over, and pulled her into his arms. Together, they sank into oblivion…
After who knew how long, Su Su felt sore all over, her waist feeling as if it were broken.
“Stop, stop… I can’t take it anymore.”
The man beneath her had a stern face, his muscles slick with fine beads of sweat. After a moment of silence, he stopped.
Su Su let out a sigh of relief. She hadn’t expected the male model she hired this time to be so professional—stopping the moment she said so. She would definitely give a bigger tip later!
Just as she was about to speak, the man had already dressed. Before leaving, he turned back and looked at her with a complicated expression, his voice hoarse.
“You don’t need to say anything more. I agree to call off the engagement. Keep this bracelet.”
“But—”
“If you change your mind, come find me in Black City. I’ll take responsibility for you.”
Calling off the engagement? Responsibility?
The smile at the corner of Su Su’s mouth froze. Had she run into another one crying for status and recognition?
Was it still possible to run now?
Su Su immediately looked around for her clothes.
Wait—where was she?
The wooden furniture around her was the kind only used in the 1960s or 70s. There was no way it belonged in a modern luxury hotel.
Su Su frowned slightly—
Had she transmigrated?
She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, then realized her mind contained memories that didn’t belong to her.
Sure enough!
She hadn’t just transmigrated—she had transmigrated into a period novel she’d finished reading just yesterday.
She had become the vicious cannon-fodder female supporting character who existed only to elevate the heroine.
The original owner of this body was also named Su Su, a famous capitalist heiress from Shanghai.
Fair-skinned and beautiful, but empty-headed, with a sharp tongue that spared no one.
She especially despised the military officer fiancé her grandfather had arranged for her.
This time, she had secretly written to lure Qin Xutao from Black City to the Su residence in Shanghai—
All to humiliate him face to face!
And force him to break off the engagement himself!
After driving Qin Xutao away, she happily went downstairs to attend a gathering.
But she hadn’t expected her stepmother to drug her drink. She nearly lost her chastity, and was only saved when Qin Xutao came back to retrieve his bracelet.
And then—
That man was forcibly pushed down by her!
It seemed… she had even slapped him!
Images from moments ago flashed through her mind, and Su Su fell into an eerie silence.
She was guilty—male beauty truly led people astray.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.
“Su Su, get out here!”
“What shameless thing are you hiding in your room in broad daylight?”
“You’ve completely disgraced me!”
Zhao Guoxiang cursed angrily as he kicked the door hard.
Her stepmother, Mu Lanxin, pretended to persuade him. “Guoxiang, don’t be angry. Su Su is still young—making a wrong turn once is understandable. I’ll talk to her properly later. She’ll come to understand.”
The veins on Zhao Guoxiang’s forehead bulged. He shoved Mu Lanxin aside and roared, “Don’t plead for her! That wretch—I’m kicking her out of the Su family today. I don’t have such a shameless daughter!”
Mu Lanxin took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears in feigned worry, hiding the slight upward curve of her lips.
Just imagining kicking the door open and seeing Su Su naked in bed with a servant filled her with pleasure and satisfaction.
Trying to steal the wealth and glory meant for her and her daughter? Dream on!
Inside the room, Su Su had already finished absorbing the memories and quickly recalled the main plot of the novel.
Listening to the noise outside, she sneered.
Scumbag father, evil stepmother, vicious stepsister!
Not a single good one among them!
The scumbag father, Zhao Guoxiang, was a live-in son-in-law of the Su family. Middle-aged, yet very well maintained.
In the original body’s memories, when her mother was still alive, Zhao Guoxiang and she had been a respectful, harmonious couple—the model husband and wife in others’ eyes.
Until fifteen years ago, when Su’s mother fell ill and passed away.
Before the seven-day mourning period had even ended, the scumbag father brazenly married the pregnant nanny, Mu Lanxin.
Mu Lanxin transformed overnight from a servant into the mistress of the Su household.
After entering the family, she always acted frail and gentle, indulging the original owner in everything, treating her even better than her own daughter, gradually molding her into an arrogant, vicious personality.
The stepsister, Zhao Yiyi, was made to look especially pure and innocent by comparison.
With the contrast so stark, Zhao Guoxiang grew increasingly impatient with the original owner, blindly favoring Mu Lanxin and her daughter instead.
Pitifully, the original owner could only seek attention through constant outbursts, while desperately craving her father’s affection.
Later, Zhao Guoxiang took advantage of the situation to coax her into signing property transfer agreements, then sold off all the Su family factories, secretly transferring all the assets away.
When news of an impending reckoning arrived, he immediately took Mu Lanxin and her daughter and fled to Hong Kong, continuing their life of luxury.
Leaving only her behind!
The original owner guarded the empty shell of the Su family, bearing the title of capitalist heiress, shouldering all the blame for them!
Exhausted in body and mind, she eventually hanged herself in a cowshed in despair.
Su Su had no intention of ending up like that.
The scumbag father, evil stepmother, and vicious stepsister would be taught a harsh lesson!
And the Su family’s assets—she would never hand them over!
But it wasn’t time to completely tear their faces off yet. Having made up her mind, Su Su opened the door just before her scumbag father could kick it in.
“Dad, what’s wrong? I accidentally fell asleep just now.”
Mu Lanxin’s face stiffened. How did this little bitch still have the strength to get up and open the door?
She craned her neck eagerly to look inside.
On the bed, aside from the neatly folded quilt, there wasn’t even a shadow of a person!
Her scheme failed. Furious and flustered, Mu Lanxin demanded, “Where is he? Where did you hide him? I clearly saw a man go in!”
As she spoke, she rummaged through the room, turning everything upside down.
Naturally, she found nothing.
Smack!—
Su Su stepped forward and, without any politeness, slapped her hard across the face.
“Who gave you permission to barge into my room and rummage around?”
Mu Lanxin clutched her reddened face, trembling with rage.
Zhao Yiyi rushed forward to support Mu Lanxin, crying pitifully. “Sis, what are you doing? How did Mom offend you? She was just speaking up for you!”
Smack!—
Su Su backhanded her with another heavy slap.
“Shut up. Who do you think you are to speak here?”
When she read the book, these two white-lotus bitches were what she hated most.
She only regretted that she couldn’t reach into the book back then.
Now she finally had the chance to teach them a lesson herself!
The scumbag father Zhao Guoxiang finally reacted, his face livid, eyes blazing as if he wanted to devour someone.
“You’ve gone too far!
“What kind of girl behaves like this, showing no respect, daring to treat her mother and sister this way!”
“Kneel down and apologize right now! Otherwise, I’ll enforce the family rules and properly teach you a lesson, you unfilial daughter!”